“Will you miss me?”
“No.”
Her tone was decisive, her little head tilted up, showing how determined she was.
Mu Rongchong had already picked her up and placed her on the bed. He lay beside her, reaching out a hand to pinch her nose. “You, truly heartless. I will miss you, very, very much.”
Yun Xiao stared blankly, never expecting this man to speak sweet words. She always felt that someone as domineering and cold as him wouldn’t be able to say such sweet nothings. Yet, when he did, his face didn’t even blush; he was completely at ease, as if it were natural.
However, she still wasn’t quite used to hearing his sweet talk. She felt uneasy all over, especially with him staring at her with such a fervent gaze.
The breeze was gentle tonight, so why did she feel so hot, as if she were on fire? Yun Xiao’s cheeks flushed, her breathing grew heavy, and she didn’t know where to put her hands or feet.
Mu Rongchong gazed at her, unblinking, and slowly leaned closer, a captivating smile playing on his lips.
As Yun Xiao saw him leaning in, recalling their last passionate kiss, she couldn’t help but close her eyes, waiting. Instead, a chuckle came from above her head, followed by teasing, magnetic words.
“Xiao’er, your face is so red. What are you thinking about?”
With a boom, the woman was struck by lightning, followed by indignant rage. She abruptly opened her eyes, a tiny flame leaping and burning fiercer, eventually turning into a prairie fire.
“Is it very funny?” Yun Xiao asked seriously. Before Mu Rong could react, she suddenly flipped over, her hands immediately finding Mu Rongchong’s waist, tickling him.
Mu Rongchong immediately burst out laughing. It turned out he was ticklish; Yun Xiao had discovered this by accident, and it was perfect for dealing with him now. He liked to laugh? Then let him laugh his fill.
As the two were fooling around on the bed, suddenly, urgent footsteps echoed from downstairs, exceptionally clear in the dark night, indicating that the person had something important to do.
Yun Xiao quickly stopped her hand and shushed him. Mu Rongchong lay still on the bed, his pupils deep and icy, a cold aura clinging to him, his ferocity instantly ignited.
Yun Xiao was already up, moving to the small building’s window, looking down by the lamplight. It was Wanwan.
“What is it?”
“Master, it’s Young Master, Young Master is back?”
Wanwan was clearly stuttering. Yun Xiao was stunned, unable to react for a moment. Who was Young Master?
It wasn’t until a tall, slender figure walked over not far behind Wanwan that she suddenly turned around. The person was her brother, Yun Zhen. She hadn’t expected her brother to return to the capital, and moreover, to return in secret.
If this news got out, Shangguan Yao would likely not let them off.
Yun Xiao, in her urgency, disregarded everything else. She leaped from the windowsill, while Yun Zhen, unaware of her martial arts skills, feared she might have an accident. He suddenly leaped, reaching halfway into the air, embracing Yun Xiao’s body, and asked anxiously.
“Xiao’er, what are you rushing for?”
However, he soon realized that Xiao’er actually possessed martial arts. He was too agitated. The two landed on the ground.
Yun Zhen didn’t let go. On the contrary, he held her tighter, a flicker of satisfaction in his eyes. His usually gentle and refined face showed eagerness, his pupils shimmering with captivating light.
Wanwan was also happy, smiling as she looked at her master and Young Master Yun. But she soon noticed something was wrong. A chilling killing intent seemed to be rising from not far away.
And that overwhelming ferocity and ruthlessness instantly enveloped them. But their master and Young Master Yun were too happy to notice.
Wanwan raised her head and saw a person standing by the second-floor window, blending into the moonlight. Clad in white brocade, with a radiant mask, their facial expression was unclear.
Only their eyes, gleaming with bloodlust, full of killing intent, radiated chilling, sinister energy. Wanwan couldn’t help but feel her scalp tingle. She had forgotten there was someone else upstairs.
Moreover, this person was very domineering towards her master, doting on her greatly, and likely wouldn’t tolerate anyone approaching her. He looked like a soul-reaping Asura from midnight.
Wanwan quickly called out, “Master, Master?”
Yun Xiao paid no attention to Wanwan’s expression, only patting her brother’s shoulder, gesturing for him to let go.
“Brother, why have you returned to the capital? Is Father well?”
Yun Zhen neither moved nor spoke, still holding Yun Xiao tightly. A flash of demonic charm flickered in his eyes. Since she had left, a demon had resided in his heart. As soon as he received news of her, he had rushed over, regardless of anything else.
“Xiao’er, Xiao’er.”
Yun Xiao struggled a little, nesting in her brother’s embrace. She slowly sensed something strange. Her brother seemed different, and holding her so tightly felt a bit inappropriate. But Yun Xiao only attributed it to his excitement.
“Brother, it’s alright.”
Yun Xiao tried to get him to release her, but the heartache of missing her for many days made Yun Zhen forget everything. Ever since he had seen her lively side at Fengyaguan and knew she was no longer his sister, a demon had resided in his heart, though he hadn’t paid attention then.
It wasn’t until she left that he felt it so intensely. He had never missed anyone so much, thinking of her every day, and the hardship no longer felt like hardship.
Yun Zhen remained motionless, but the person upstairs finally became angry. He was a man and understood male instincts deeply, so this Yun Zhen’s feelings for Xiao’er were not purely sibling affection.
A small beast was hidden in his heart, wanting to devour his woman. This was something he absolutely could not allow.
Mu Rongchong’s figure flashed, like a raptor in the blue sky, pouncing forward. His movement was sharp and domineering, like a steel blade, like ice shards, sweeping over them.
Yun Zhen was startled and quickly let go of Yun Xiao’s body, reaching out to pull her away from the unstoppable killing intent.
When the two of them stood firm, Yun Zhen released Yun Xiao’s hand and looked up. Under the bright moonlight, a person stood, his white clothes like snow, radiating a powerful aura.
This aura was now enveloped by a cold, killing intent, his eyes as cold as ice, unfathomably deep, like wolf eyes on the prairie, or even more like bloodthirsty lion eyes, staring at him unblinkingly, as if wanting to kill him in one blow.
Yun Zhen immediately recognized the person as Mu Rongchong, the Palace Master of the Divine Dragon Palace.
He hadn’t expected the actual person to be so extraordinary. No one in the world had ever seen him; it was said that anyone who had seen him had died. Tonight was an unexpected encounter, but why did he want to kill him? Yun Zhen couldn’t understand, nor was he afraid, and spoke softly and smoothly.
“May I know why the Palace Master of the Divine Dragon Palace is here?”
Yun Xiao was bewildered, looking from one to the other, fearing the two would fight. She understood in her heart.
Her brother Yun Zhen would absolutely not let her interact with Mu Rong. The situation was truly unmanageable. She quickly stood between the two, let out a dry laugh, and looked at her brother Yun Zhen.
“Brother?”
Unfortunately, before her words could be uttered, Yun Zhen, fearing Mu Rongchong would hurt her, moved to pull her over. How could Mu Rongchong let him succeed? In a flash, Yun Xiao fell into his embrace.
His tall body held the woman in his arms tightly, his demeanor incredibly careful, a complete contrast to moments before.
He raised his head, his pupils still cold and bloodthirsty, his ferocity chilling and deep,霸道地宣誓着他的所有权 (domineeringly proclaiming his ownership). This was his woman, and even her brother couldn't touch his woman, not even an inch. The previous moment had been his limit.